Lillian France

March 8, 2004 - Texas
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My lover's lips

Your lips, oh your lips
Your warm soft kiss takes something from me


Cove of a river rushing fast then gently
My body is consumed by the water


Oh, water that gives life
Your taste sustains me
you borrow my lucidity, but give back so much more


The color, oh the color that overwhelms!
as the golden sun sets
the water reflects the deep pink light


I am the favored
The lone indulger of my lovers lips
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